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GROCERY GETTER
This is my grocery nightmare.
Eager boy.
Too eager hands.
Tired is the mother of this
Idea.
Unformed life
Reluctant, Ignorant and satiated.
Age compensates
For general social acceptance
Of this child.
Soon adulthood came
While summer nights cover
With balmy breeze
And afforded space
Purchased for me.
I am waiting,
Because thats what I was told to do.
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Sunday, May 23, 2010
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